“HEY! What’s wrong with kissing me?” Fish complained loudly and startled two nearby squirrels.
I hung an arm over Fish’s shoulders and gave him a playful air kiss, which made him smile.
We all laughed and continued walking through the park.
“You need a new girlfriend.” Fish suggested to me.
“Why? What makes you think I’m into girls?” I asked teasingly.
“Oh shit! Did you just admit you’re a fag like those two?” Larry asked.
“HEY!” Fish shouted at the use of that word.
BB took a more physical route in responding. He jumped on Larry’s back and gave him a very wet, very sloppy dog kiss that left his neck and ear dripping with saliva. BB promptly leapt back off Larry and ran about ten yards ahead of us.
“Son of a bitch that hurt!” Larry swore.